After I fell in love with the double slag Gong, Bai Yueguang came back

In the snowy weather, the sky was high and empty, and the plane shuttled through it, as if in a maze made of clouds and mist. Cheng Jianyu leaned his head on the back of the chair, closed his eyes slightly, and gently tapped the edge of the porthole with his slender, white fingers.

The untied scarf was folded neatly and placed on the small table. Through the air, he could smell Wen Yueming's residual perfume, which symbolized ease, calm, and elegance, but his heart was like a mess, and he couldn't stop cutting it. chaos.

In the car that day, Jiang Yan said that his injury was caused by falling from the stage. He didn't believe it all, but he didn't understand why Jiang Yan didn't tell him directly. If he knew, it might be to Jiang Yan It is an opportunity to "break the ice".

He understands now, but he doesn't want to understand, because no matter what Jiang Yan wants from him, he can't give it.

He has always known that Jiang Yan cannot be judged by the thinking of ordinary people. Most of the artists are a little bit crazy. They can stay up all night for a melody, rely on coffee to hang their energy, and take pictures of album covers that fit the theme. The filming team climbed Mount Everest, pursuing the ultimate in everything they do, and the same goes for feelings.

Extremely bad, you can be ruthless and ungrateful, never lower your proud head, and step on the efforts of others, it is a matter of course, noncommittal.

Extremely good, with the heart of a child, with a passion for only one person, making people feel that they are the only one in the world, fascinated, and their love is as deep as the sea.

Both are given by Jiang Yan, who can believe that it will always be the latter and will not change?

Cheng Jianyu never pins his hopes on others, and holds the rudder of his hope firmly in his own hands. A reef that has been touched once cannot be touched a second time.

The Spring Festival in small cities retains ancient customs. Both sides of the street are filled with stalls selling New Year pictures, couplets, and snacks. Red lanterns are hung in every store, and trees are also hung with red colors. It is full of joy.

Cheng Jianyu’s home is by a river pond, a two-story building with gray walls and red tiles, and a small courtyard surrounded by a wooden fence. In spring and summer, the fence is covered with blooming small peonies, which are very beautiful. The sweet-scented osmanthus trees planted by his grandmother used her own osmanthus to make rice cakes. After her aunt died of illness, the house in the city was vacant, but his grandmother was unwilling to live in it, saying that the golden nest and silver nest were not as good as her own doghouse.

There was a brand-new couplet on the door. Cheng Jianyu calmed down, with a happy smile on the corner of his mouth, and gently took out the key to open the door. His grandma was sitting at the door of the kitchen, making dumplings familiarly, wearing neat and clean blue cloth clothes, and a dark The silk shawl, the clothes are ironed meticulously, the gray hair is tied behind the head, and an old-fashioned iron hairpin is stuck. Hearing the sound, he raised half of his eyes and looked in his direction, with a bit of Wu Nong dialect, "It's a coincidence that you came here." , just in time for the dumplings to go into the pot."

Cheng Jianyu put the suitcase on the steps and washed his hands consciously, "It means I have good food."

"You're coming late, so you can only have soup." Grandma gave him a glare.

Cheng Jianyu picked up a piece of dumpling wrapper and was about to get a spoon for the filling when his grandma patted his arm and pointed in the direction of the living room, her voice was grumpy, but her eyes were smiling, "I'm afraid that the dumplings you made will loose the skin, so go and see Go to the TV."

"Then I'll wait to eat." Cheng Jianyu smiled lowly, sitting on the sofa in the living room, feeling comfortable.

Dumplings are light corn meat, a large plate full, served with a dish of vinegar and a few home-cooked side dishes to form a big meal for grandma and grandson.

The party on TV was full of joy, singing and dancing, and Cheng Jianyu was holding a bowl and eating while watching. Grandma picked up a spoonful of dumplings for him, followed his gaze to look at the TV, and asked suspiciously, "Why don't you have a boyfriend in this year's Spring Festival Gala?"

Cheng Jianyu's heart sank, and he put down the bowls and chopsticks. Grandma didn't notice his face, and watched the program on TV, "Is his name Jiang Yan, right? I saw you two on TV. What is that travel show called? The young man looks like Really handsome, taller than you, right?"

"Xiao Yu, when will you bring it back for me to see?" Grandma's eyes turned to his face.

Cheng Jianyu was under pressure, and it was difficult to explain emotional matters to his grandmother. He pinched the bridge of his nose lightly, "We broke up."

Grandma opened her mouth, looked at him in astonishment, and sighed for a while, "Why?"

"The personality is not suitable." Cheng Jianyu didn't want to say more, so he just gave a grandiose reason.

Grandma's eyes were full of disappointment, and she said earnestly: "You have been capable since childhood, and I can't control you. Grandma understands at this age, whether it's a man or a woman, they are all your companions. If you can find someone to live a good life with With a companion who knows both the cold and the hot, I can also worry less about you."

Cheng Jianyu nodded slowly, "I see."

The car was parked at the entrance of the alley, Jiang Yan put the keys in the car, pushed the door and got out of the car, the air was sticky with the smell of mud from the river pond, a few playful children ran past like a small train, the old man who was hanging the lantern was curious I sneaked a look at him, there were very few foreigners in the small county, and every household in the vicinity had familiar faces. This kind of handsome guy who looked like he came from a big city was incompatible with this place.

Jiang Yan compared the house number in the phone with the courier address that Cheng Jianyu had filled in, and easily found Cheng Jianyu's house. The room was brightly lit, and he could vaguely hear the impassioned performance of the host on the TV.

Looking around, he thought that this was the place where Cheng Jianyu grew up, and he felt a little wonderful. At least, Wen Yueming had never been here.

On this point, he won.

Jiang Yan patted his numb cheeks from the cold, feeling quite nervous. During the Chinese New Year, he postponed all his schedules and came all the way to this town, just to find a chance to spend time with Cheng Jianyu alone, to gain a chance of winning.

It was an old lady who opened the door, her face was covered with fine wrinkles, she could vaguely capture the charm of her youthful beauty, she raised her loose eyelids, and looked at him with surprise in her eyes.

"Grandma, hello, I'm Jiang Yan." Jiang Yan stood up straight, with his back straight.

The old lady let out a soft "ah" and turned her head to look into the courtyard, "You belong to Xiaoyu..."

Jiang Yan replied quickly and steadily, "I am Cheng Jianyu's ex-boyfriend."

There was a sound of hurried footsteps, Cheng Jianyu strode over, stood behind grandma, held on to the door frame, turned his head and frowned at him, "Jiang Yan, what are you doing here?"

Jiang Yan looked up at him, "I miss you, I want to see you, I want to hear your voice, so I'm here."

"You are not allowed to talk nonsense, my grandma is here." Cheng Jianyu took a step forward, turned sideways to block his grandma, and reminded him coldly.

Jiang Yan lowered his head and smiled, with a rare tenderness in his voice, "Okay, if you are not sure, then you are not sure."

The old lady looked around at the two of them, finally understood, and patted Cheng Jianyu on the shoulder lightly, "Xiao Yu, it's normal to quarrel, please speak slowly."

"No..." Cheng Jianyu was speechless.

Jiang Yan saw the needle, "Thank you grandma, I will explain it to Xiaoyu."

The old lady looked him up and down, stretched out her hands to touch his shoulders, and said with a smile: "You are tall and handsome, no wonder you can become a big star, I won't bother you, you are chatting."

After she finished speaking, she turned and entered the room, and closed the door thoughtfully.

The author has something to say: I was busy crying today, and I will make up the missing words tomorrow. Don’t dislike my shortness)o(╥﹏╥)o

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感谢在2020-05-0323:02:21~2020-05-0422:24:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Jiang Yan Fried Fish Big Fen Tou;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: 2 candy babies; 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：水煮蛋40瓶；c.30瓶；小黑炭20瓶；41994545、寄明月与君、尽西沉10瓶；连雨不知春去、秦究5瓶；苏里南3瓶；花开半夏2瓶；41849543、千言、谢俞，江停心里都是我、游惑惑、落风、叶瑾的哥哥的段白月的1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!